Freestyle 22 by Roro Lyrics
JK two one and its proven that im chosen to bring the scene up
Got the mutant (gun) youre muten and its true fun when i drink my lean up x2
Saving the scene like im life guard yeah my lifes hard but im right here
Always walkin on the right path yeah i fight hard and my kites there (way up)
Im playing easy while u try hard
Its a 99-1 see the pie chart
I can body you like a body art
Have it skin to pieces have it learnt by heart
03 i have been living like a dream
Lot of snakes tryna slither in thе scene
Lot of smoke, lеss talk in your face, mf ring your
Bell like it’s belle dellaphine
Lot of ammo like it’s FN mag machine
Drip, money, murder (and) cashed it all clean
Life in the o-zone, and we yolo, im CFC burn it down or nothing in between
Stand up on a chair, applause take a moment realise, havoc we’ve caused
To be fair i wish it was for a silent cause
Because everytime i deal with it, im the boss
Sad but it’s truly your fucking loss, double Rs for your arse
All the keys to the bars
Elon flee to the mars
Side seat to the cars
Guitars to cigars
Sweet metaphor
Make it ours
They say roro the goat
Row row the boat
Load all the ball
For all the fucking odds
The first fucking thought
Your mom have got
Was oh my god
Why didn't i fucking abort
Cut your throat fuck your squad
Let your body rot
Shut your chops give you rock bott
Like im the fucking rock
Youre like a cuck to a thot
Fork to a yogurt
Got the mutant (gun) youre muten and its true fun when i drink my lean up x2
Saving the scene like im life guard yeah my lifes hard but im right here
Always walkin on the right path yeah i fight hard and my kites there (way up)
Im playing easy while u try hard
Its a 99-1 see the pie chart
I can body you like a body art
Have it skin to pieces have it learnt by heart
03 i have been living like a dream
Lot of snakes tryna slither in thе scene
Lot of smoke, lеss talk in your face, mf ring your
Bell like it’s belle dellaphine
Lot of ammo like it’s FN mag machine
Drip, money, murder (and) cashed it all clean
Life in the o-zone, and we yolo, im CFC burn it down or nothing in between
Stand up on a chair, applause take a moment realise, havoc we’ve caused
To be fair i wish it was for a silent cause
Because everytime i deal with it, im the boss
Sad but it’s truly your fucking loss, double Rs for your arse
All the keys to the bars
Elon flee to the mars
Side seat to the cars
Guitars to cigars
Sweet metaphor
Make it ours
They say roro the goat
Row row the boat
Load all the ball
For all the fucking odds
The first fucking thought
Your mom have got
Was oh my god
Why didn't i fucking abort
Cut your throat fuck your squad
Let your body rot
Shut your chops give you rock bott
Like im the fucking rock
Youre like a cuck to a thot
Fork to a yogurt